I managed to eat the ice cream and despite the voices in my head that were calling me fat, I felt kind of content.
"Here you are" Mrs. Smith placed the test in my hands.
"What if I'm pregnant?"
"It'll be another reason to recover, Demetria. You'll have to recover for your future child"
I nodded my head, she was right.
I entered the bathroom.
P-O-S-I-T-I-V-E
It couldn't be clearer.
"I have to recover. There is no choice. I have to get everything together" I said, giving her the test.
Mrs. Smith smiled at the test.
"Congratulations, Demi" She hugged me and walked away, leaving me alone.
I sat down on the bed and sighed.
Okay, I was pregnant.
I placed my hands on my still flat belly and wondered how the hell there could be a little human being inside there.
I couldn't avoid thinking about Wilmer leaving me. I was really afraid of that... And I had to tell my parents about this. They would kill me...
The next day, Wilmer came back.
"You came..." I whispered.
I truly didn't expect him. I had my hopes about him coming next week but there he was.
"Demi, I wanna apologize about my yesterday's behavior"
I couldn't reply. I just looked at him.
He came closer to me and sat down next to me. His hand quickly took mine.
"I want to let you know that I will always stay here right by your side. And if you're pregnant and you're sure that it's my child, I'll gladly take care of him or her and of you, of course. Let's create our little family..."
"I am pregnant. I told Mrs. Smith about it and she got me a test..."
He smiled through the tears that had started to fall down his cheeks.
"Amazing..."
"You think?" I asked.
"Yes. Demi, I love you... I know we haven't been together for ages but... We both know we're meant to be and this baby is going to prove that right." He said, making me smile big.
"I love you so much" I told him and then kissed him.
He kissed me back. His lips fit perfectly on mine... I loved they way he kissed me that day.
And then he had to go away for work. We agreed on telling my parents about this the following week.
Nervousness was really getting to me and when my parents were in front of me and Wilmer by my side, ready to tell them, I could feel my heart beating too fast.
"Mom, dad... Please don't get angry at me but..."
Wilmer took my hand, giving me the strength I needed to tell them.
"I'm pregnant. Wilmer is the father. And we're together in this"
My parents' face expressions were priceless.
"That cannot be true..." Dad mumbled.
"It is... It happened like two months ago, before I went on tour... I've been having the symptoms for a month already but didn't really wanna bother about it... But now the nurses got involved because they were angry because they tought I was purging and stuff... So yeah, I'm going to be a mother. And that's giving me strength and more will to recover. I wanna recover for the little one growing inside of me. I wanna become a good mom for him or her" I explained.
"So you want to keep this baby?" Mom asked.
"More than anything"
"I want too. I'll stay by her side all the time. I love her so much and I also love our future child" Wilmer said.
"Okay then... Congratulations" Mom said.
But dad didn't seem to be that happy.
"Eddie, say something" Mom begged.
"Demetria, what about your career?" He asked.
"I'll handle it"
He swallowed and paced around the room for like ten minutes while mom started to get excited about her becoming a granny.
"Okay. If you really wanna have that baby, I'm good with that" Dad suddenly said.
I squealed excited and went to hug him. He hugged me back. Mom and Wilmer looked at us with smiles on their lips.
And that's how I told them I was expecting a child.
Although recover was still difficult, I had got another reason to get healthy. For my child's good. This was not just for me but also for that little baby.
I replaced the crying nights with the name searching nights.
I had filled two pieces of paper with names. One piece for the girl names and the other one for the boy names.
I was excited and so was Wilmer.
My mom and dad had told some of my closest friends like Marissa and Nick and also to our familiars.
Wilmer called me lots of times. Almost every day to check on me and to tell me he loved me.
I loved him so much, he made everything tons easier for me.
